A few days ago you and I drove somewhere together. We were talking about how old Grandma Carle was when she died (97). Then you started asking me, in a silly way, "what if someone lived to 200? 500? 1000? Wouldn't that be crazy?" I said, "well, that would be the oldest person ever." A few minutes later, you said, "Poppy, I hope you and Mama live to be the oldest person ever. I want to be with you a long time." Me too, Lyla. Me too.
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